Neurosis
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Sandra Feldman
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Oh my heart, my heart
Has left me,
When torn apart, we were,
And now my days flow into night,
Love's light is never there.
Outside, the daily movements,
Of life seem to take place,
Inside my lonely mountain,
I cannot find my place.
Life roars past like a lion,
At such a hurried pace,
You turn around,
And all is gone,
In such a senseless race.
Neurosis is an ailment,
Of body and of soul,
It comes from loving,
Much too much,
Then suddenly, Alone.
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